Cards Struck By Needles [Hisoillu]

The Stalker

"Holy shit." Illumi said to himself as he stared at the man in front him; he was startled, but that wasn't for long, because soon his black, orb-like eyes darted everywhere from the other man's golden, piercing, foxy yet masculine eyes, to the man's muscular body, only highlighted by his unique fashion sense.

Illumi's eyes had never scanned another's body like that, he was shocked by the beauty of the clown-looking guy, but more so of his own reaction. Illumi was soon able to calm down, but he still wondered why he didn't want to stop looking at that man.

"I'm Hisoka, Hisoka Morow." Hisoka said as he reached his hand out to Illumi. As their hands touched, Illumi blushed slightly, but he hid it under his emotionless expression.

"Pleased to meet you, Illumi Zoldyck." Illumi didn't know what was wrong with him; usually he would already have one of his needles to the neck of anyone who approached him like Hisoka did. "Snap out of it Illumi." He told himself. He was ready to attack Hisoka if he tried anything. "You know my name. What do you want." Illumi answered coldly. "Geez, I only wanted to introduce myself," Hisoka said, jokingly raising his hands where Illumi could see them.

Hisoka did some research on the Zoldycks before, and Illumi had caught his eye; he was tired of fighting unworthy opponents, so he was on the search for a real fight. When he finally met the Zoldyck, he struggled to resist the urge of touching Illumi's long, silky, black, luscious hair, that perfectly framed his dull face.

"Why me?" Illumi asked Hisoka, threateningly preparing to use his needles. "Well frankly I came here because I heard that you're strong and I wanted to see for myself. I want to fight you." Hisoka replied. "I don't fight, I kill." Illumi said; Hisoka found himself smirking at that. "Even better." he told himself.

"Look I would love to talk, but it seems we aren't alone here." Hisoka said, grabbing his cards out of thin air. Illumi had also sensed another presence near them, multiple actually. He had his needles ready, and bloodlust seeped out of him.